Beware

Beware of the retreating whisperer,
who whispers into the heart of man.
Beware of the invisible force that dwells
within the clouds and manifests without warning.

Beware of the gluttonous entity,
that feasts upon our hopes and dreams.
The diminisher of joy and elation.
The slayer of reasoning,
and the absolute ruler of sense.

Beware and be mindful.
The cave may not hold the desired treasure.
Stay vigilant yet tolerant.
Challenge without bloodshed.
For it too is the immortal knight in dark armor,
who protects for eternity.
 

This poem is about: 
Me
My community
My country
Our world

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